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Saturday, March 23, 2013

missing

I was awoken this morning, Trey's 4th Birthday, by an alert on my phone. The sound of the thunder and rain had me believing that I would be looking at some sort of weather warning. As it turns out, it was an Amber Alert, meaning a child is missing.

I tried to go back to sleep but the significance of the day ping ponged through my mind. It seems like 4 years ago all of these memories were a blur. When these special anniversaries come around there is a constant movie, a play by play of sorts, that provides the soundtrack to these days.

I found it ironic that, on a day that I am missing my child the most, I am awake because of an alert about a missing child.